Double Standards

Chapter 3

"You are sure you have packed everything?" Flo asked as she frantically looked around the room.

"Yes, I'm sure we have everything we need, we need to go," Cass laughed as she began opening draws.

"What about the business? Oh god, what about the Richards' wedding. Cass, we can't leave! We have to sort it!"

Cass sighed before grabbing his boss from behind, swinging her around in his arms and placing his forehead on hers, "Marie is taking care of the Richards' wedding. This is the first wedding in seven years you are not going to see through to the end, that's a lot of weddings. Please just relax, take a breath, and let's get our things to the car. We are going to Seattle, from San Francisco, we need to leave now if we are going to get there and settle in for the night at the hotel, ready for tomorrow."

Flo relaxed in his arms for a second, he was right. "Okay," she smiled before zipping up her bags and grabbing their handles.

"Good," Cass nodded before grabbing his own bags and began walking towards his vehicle, Flo hot on his heels.

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"Cass, I've lost my mind," Flo muttered as they walked through the hotel door.

"How's that?" He asked while looking around for the reception desk.

"I can't go to this wedding. It's been years since I've been here; since I've seen these people. Let's just stay the night and leave in the morning."

"Florence Ginger Bournemonthe, you will stop this attitude right this minute. You are an extremely successful business woman. You created your own business from scratch to the point where your company has to have a private jet just so you can travel around the world to meet the high demands of your clients. You came from an extremely small and humble background and fitted in with a big city, in a big world. You, little lady, have no need to be nervous, anxious or scared. I'm not saying you are better than these people, just that you are as successful as them in your own right," his eyes scolded into hers as he spoke. All Flo could do was listen to him.

"You missed something out of that," she finally muttered.

"What's that?"

"I didn't do it all by myself. I met you at College, we went onto university together. We finished school at the same time, and we created an extremely successful business together. Not just me. You have been there every step of the way; filling out the bank loan to get the money so we could rent a building and get all the equipment. We sat down with our first clients and discussed everything they needed and wanted. We went around places after places, building up a reputation and handing out business cards. Setting up deals with florists, hotels, venue's…they say our name; we send future custom their way. We did this together, Brendon, every step of the way,"

He looked at her with one of the biggest smiles she had ever seen, "we've done everything together, Flo, just like we will do this together. We are going to go to the wedding, we will sit down, we will smile, you will introduce me to the prick who was stupid enough to let you go, no, pricks, who were too immature to see such an amazing thing when they had her, and we are going to make sure they are sorry. I know what you're saying isn't the full story, but that's okay; you can tell me if you are ever ready. But until then, I'm your husband, and I get to behave any way I like to these people,"

Flo began to laugh before a woman walked up to them, "Can I help you at all?"

"Ahh, yes. We have a reservation. We're seasonal Happiness," Cass smiled down at the woman.

Flo could practically see the woman cream her panties. She looked like a love struck teenager mixed with some form of wild animal; about to pounce on her pray and beg it to love her. Flo didn't blame her though, when Cass smiled, he could make anybody excited…including her.

"Right this way," the woman grinned before turning on her heel and walking towards the elevator, swaying her hips far more than necessary.

Yep. If anybody was going to make Edgar Hansen jealous…Cass was the perfect person for the job. On her conclusion, Flo followed the woman and Cass and entered the elevator, hating the feeling when it first started moving.

"Your room," the woman pointed to a set of double doors when they finally reached their floor, "if you need anything, anything at all, please don't hesitate to ring reception and ask for Hollie," and with a wink at Cass, she was gone.

"Dude, I think you pulled," Flo chuckled while hitting Cass' shoulder playfully.

"I hate blondes," he muttered as he entered the room.

"You're going to love half the guests then," Flo laughed as she followed him inside.

"Why's that?" He asked absently as he scanned the rooms.

"They are Norwegian. They are all blonde,"

Cass swung around and looked at her, "Oh dear lord."

Flo just laughed as she lugged her bags into the bedroom.